IATQO September Theme/Kink Challenge response
Got this halfway done during the U.S. presidential candidates' debate.
It's technically an hour and a half late where I am but it's still September somewhere in the U.S. so it's not that late.
Title: Again
Author: BobotuberPus
Pairing: D/Hr
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters are JK Rowling’s and I’m only borrowing them for my perverse pleasure.
A/N: Written for the IATQO September Fic Challenge in which the kink is masturbation and the theme is back to school. PWP.
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He was hard again.
He sighed and turned towards the pretty brunette witch curled up at his side. She was softly snoring and he smiled at the sounds coming from her small frame. Not that he could blame her, though. They’d spent a good part of the night, and into the wee hours of the morning, fucking.
He was hard again. He knew he couldn’t wake her up to fuck. She was exhausted. Tomorrow was the first day back to school. She’d finally begged off around 3 a.m., chiding him that she had an early day. He’d relented of course, especially after she’d allowed him to stay the night.
He thought he could content himself with cuddling up to her. Maybe will away his erection. Or fall asleep in exhaustion like she did. But he found her scents too intoxicating. Post-coital sweat mixed with lavender shampoo. The combined scent of their releases. Her juices on his lips.
Consequently, he was hard again. He wanted her, again. He could never get enough of her.
He knew he’d have to deal with his erection himself. He wasn’t about to wake her up with another round of vigorous fucking. Draco Malfoy was many things, but he was not an inconsiderate lover. Besides, if she woke up to find him inside of her again, like she did on several occasions, she would probably hex him into next week. Especially tonight, the night before the first day of classes. And she’d ban him from ever staying the night again.
Nope, he certainly did not want to lose that privilege. Dealing with his arousal himself was part self-preservation, after all.
Draco reached down and wrapped his long fingers around his cock. As he pumped himself, he recalled their activities earlier in the evening. How he’s surprised Hermione by showing up at the Great Hall for dinner. How he’d slid his fingers between her legs and felt her arousal halfway through dinner. How they’d skipped dessert with conspiratorial nod from the Headmaster. How he’d gotten her knickers off as they navigated through the changing stairs. How they barely made it to her private room. How she’d writhed under him and dug her fingers in his back and screamed his name and begged him over and over again to fuck her. And how he’d been only too happy to comply, enjoying the feel of being inside her once again, knowing that he could never get enough.
Draco pumped himself harder, his breathing becoming more labored. Much like Hermione’s had been when she was riding him earlier. Merlin, he loved the look on her face when she was about to come. She was so beautiful, his Hermione. Mine, mine, mine, he’d thought to himself as he’d helped her earlier lower herself onto him again and again. Forever mine, he thought as he tightened his grip on his erection, increasing his pace. So focused was he towards his own release that he failed to notice that her gentle snoring had abated.
So close, he was so close---
It was then he felt a familiar hand cup his balls.
“Playing without me, love?”
His eyes snapped open to find a pair of lust-filled eyes staring back. Moving with the grace of a cat, Hermione moved to straddle him.
“What are you doing awake?”
“You, of course.”
“Alright, Ms. Smarty Pants, you were the one who said you needed a good night’s sleep before the first day of school. “
“And I did. But now that I’m awake, I might as well stay awake,” she said, trailing kisses from his nipples to his neck to his jawline. All the while, she teased him by rubbing herself against his erection but denying him the entrance he craved. “But if you’d rather sleep…”
In answer to her goading, he suddenly flipped their positions so that he was on top. Without further ado, he entered her, thrusting into her fully. She moaned. He thrusted in earnest. “I…would rather…fuck… you than sleep. Oh, god, Hermione…I’d rather fuck you than do anything else.”
“Oh, god, Draco, …oh yes, YES!” Her muscles tightened around him as she came, moaning his name like a mantra. His own release imminent, Draco tried to slow down his pace, but Hermione was having none of it. She grabbed hold of his bum, urging him on. Groaning her name, he spilled his seed inside of her.
He kissed her tenderly and pulled her to him. “You think you’ll be alright today with less than a couple hours of sleep?”
“I’ll be fine. Students barely remember teachers on their first day of school, anyway. They’re too nervous in their new surroundings, especially the first years.”
“Hmmm, in my day, I seem to remember a bushy-haired know-it-all who couldn’t wait for classes to begin because she’d already memorized Hogwarts: A History.”
“What are you talking about? You barely noticed me that year!” she said, indignant.
”And I certainly made up for it by trying to get your attention for the next six years, didn’t I?”
She laughed. “You certainly got my attention enough to get me to marry you!”
“I’m a lucky bastard.”
“Indeed.”
“Remind me again why you had to come to Hogwarts a couple of days early?”
“To prepare for the students, of course. Plus we had a staff meeting two nights ago, and I decided to stay here overnight. I thought you’d still be in Amsterdam on your conference, so I didn’t think it’d be a big deal for me to stay over. Professor Dumbledore has lodgings set aside for teachers who don’t live here, so if the need arises, they can stay the night.”
“Smart man, Dumbledore, “he said, nuzzling her neck. “You really intend to stay awake, love?”
“Yes. I thought we could watch the sunrise.”
“Mmmm, I have an even better idea,” he leered, nipping an earlobe, “Why don’t we watch the sunrise and make love?”
“Again?”
Fin
It's technically an hour and a half late where I am but it's still September somewhere in the U.S. so it's not that late.
Title: Again
Author: BobotuberPus
Pairing: D/Hr
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing. These characters are JK Rowling’s and I’m only borrowing them for my perverse pleasure.
A/N: Written for the IATQO September Fic Challenge in which the kink is masturbation and the theme is back to school. PWP.
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He was hard again.
He sighed and turned towards the pretty brunette witch curled up at his side. She was softly snoring and he smiled at the sounds coming from her small frame. Not that he could blame her, though. They’d spent a good part of the night, and into the wee hours of the morning, fucking.
He was hard again. He knew he couldn’t wake her up to fuck. She was exhausted. Tomorrow was the first day back to school. She’d finally begged off around 3 a.m., chiding him that she had an early day. He’d relented of course, especially after she’d allowed him to stay the night.
He thought he could content himself with cuddling up to her. Maybe will away his erection. Or fall asleep in exhaustion like she did. But he found her scents too intoxicating. Post-coital sweat mixed with lavender shampoo. The combined scent of their releases. Her juices on his lips.
Consequently, he was hard again. He wanted her, again. He could never get enough of her.
He knew he’d have to deal with his erection himself. He wasn’t about to wake her up with another round of vigorous fucking. Draco Malfoy was many things, but he was not an inconsiderate lover. Besides, if she woke up to find him inside of her again, like she did on several occasions, she would probably hex him into next week. Especially tonight, the night before the first day of classes. And she’d ban him from ever staying the night again.
Nope, he certainly did not want to lose that privilege. Dealing with his arousal himself was part self-preservation, after all.
Draco reached down and wrapped his long fingers around his cock. As he pumped himself, he recalled their activities earlier in the evening. How he’s surprised Hermione by showing up at the Great Hall for dinner. How he’d slid his fingers between her legs and felt her arousal halfway through dinner. How they’d skipped dessert with conspiratorial nod from the Headmaster. How he’d gotten her knickers off as they navigated through the changing stairs. How they barely made it to her private room. How she’d writhed under him and dug her fingers in his back and screamed his name and begged him over and over again to fuck her. And how he’d been only too happy to comply, enjoying the feel of being inside her once again, knowing that he could never get enough.
Draco pumped himself harder, his breathing becoming more labored. Much like Hermione’s had been when she was riding him earlier. Merlin, he loved the look on her face when she was about to come. She was so beautiful, his Hermione. Mine, mine, mine, he’d thought to himself as he’d helped her earlier lower herself onto him again and again. Forever mine, he thought as he tightened his grip on his erection, increasing his pace. So focused was he towards his own release that he failed to notice that her gentle snoring had abated.
So close, he was so close---
It was then he felt a familiar hand cup his balls.
“Playing without me, love?”
His eyes snapped open to find a pair of lust-filled eyes staring back. Moving with the grace of a cat, Hermione moved to straddle him.
“What are you doing awake?”
“You, of course.”
“Alright, Ms. Smarty Pants, you were the one who said you needed a good night’s sleep before the first day of school. “
“And I did. But now that I’m awake, I might as well stay awake,” she said, trailing kisses from his nipples to his neck to his jawline. All the while, she teased him by rubbing herself against his erection but denying him the entrance he craved. “But if you’d rather sleep…”
In answer to her goading, he suddenly flipped their positions so that he was on top. Without further ado, he entered her, thrusting into her fully. She moaned. He thrusted in earnest. “I…would rather…fuck… you than sleep. Oh, god, Hermione…I’d rather fuck you than do anything else.”
“Oh, god, Draco, …oh yes, YES!” Her muscles tightened around him as she came, moaning his name like a mantra. His own release imminent, Draco tried to slow down his pace, but Hermione was having none of it. She grabbed hold of his bum, urging him on. Groaning her name, he spilled his seed inside of her.
He kissed her tenderly and pulled her to him. “You think you’ll be alright today with less than a couple hours of sleep?”
“I’ll be fine. Students barely remember teachers on their first day of school, anyway. They’re too nervous in their new surroundings, especially the first years.”
“Hmmm, in my day, I seem to remember a bushy-haired know-it-all who couldn’t wait for classes to begin because she’d already memorized Hogwarts: A History.”
“What are you talking about? You barely noticed me that year!” she said, indignant.
”And I certainly made up for it by trying to get your attention for the next six years, didn’t I?”
She laughed. “You certainly got my attention enough to get me to marry you!”
“I’m a lucky bastard.”
“Indeed.”
“Remind me again why you had to come to Hogwarts a couple of days early?”
“To prepare for the students, of course. Plus we had a staff meeting two nights ago, and I decided to stay here overnight. I thought you’d still be in Amsterdam on your conference, so I didn’t think it’d be a big deal for me to stay over. Professor Dumbledore has lodgings set aside for teachers who don’t live here, so if the need arises, they can stay the night.”
“Smart man, Dumbledore, “he said, nuzzling her neck. “You really intend to stay awake, love?”
“Yes. I thought we could watch the sunrise.”
“Mmmm, I have an even better idea,” he leered, nipping an earlobe, “Why don’t we watch the sunrise and make love?”
“Again?”
Fin